Word: somehows
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Incidentally, how can we get this fellow Shinn for our Memphis Cotton Carnival. We never pay our talent, but somehow we get it anyway...
...Viennese who was conducting in Russia when she met Werner Hofmann, a U. S. engineer who was installing machinery for a Soviet oil refinery. Conductor Hrdliczka quickly became Mrs. Hofmann, settled down to live in a plain clapboard house in Larchmont, N. Y. For her concert last week she somehow managed to hire 60 expert players from the Philharmonic-Symphony. The men liked her. Her manner was agreeable, her beat graceful and sure. Hrdliczka's concert sounded better than Antonia Brico's which took place four days later. But Antonia Brico had a stiffer undertaking...
...proud but queer. His grandfather is an eccentric lawyer. His dead father was a doctor who painted strange pictures. His Uncle Charlie has been a wildly attractive scapegrace from his youth up. As John grows into adolescence he becomes an increasingly sympathetic witness of Charlie's outrageous but somehow innocent goings-on. Charlie is married, and his wife has brought him a lovely old house and a good farm. Charlie does his duty by all of them but occasionally he will break out. When his wife is in the hospital he seduces a willing mountain girl, who afterwards dies...
Radiorator Coughlin. who has been disappointed with the President ever since he failed to Inflate, gave his estimate of the last two years: ''You cannot have a New Deal without a new deck. Somehow or other the cards dealt by the New Deal contained the same joker, the same hidden cards which were found in the old deal. This time, however, not only the aces of high finance were wild, the kings of big industry were also wild. . . . The first two years of the New Deal shall be remembered as two years of compromise . . . two years of endeavoring...
...street. He sold two kinds: in one pile an ordinary "miracle-working" soap, at 25? a cake; in the other, bars at five dollars, whose wrappers enfolded an occasional banknote. The crowd of suckers could see Soapy wrapping his wares in real money, sometimes a $50 bill, but somehow none but his confederates ever won more than a couple of dollars. The Denver police never bothered Soapy, but competitors sometimes did, and when the Colorado silver boom started he moved to the mushroom town of Creede, prospecting for prospectors...